V i v o p o r q u e e x i s t e l a m ú s i c a, s e n c i l l a m e n t e.

So che capirete. Io vivo per la musica.

2.10.10

A HELl of a night.

(Mal título, lo sé)


Do you trust coincidence?
well I do not, I did not
But he came all the way
and fired me his one shot

Then it happened once again
'Cause I can't admit I was
Looking for it desperately
And we ended up in a fuzz

---
And There they go
and before my eyes you know
and I don't know what to do
And Im beeing such fool

And I trully did not care
And I bithched 'round I swear
And whoever loked nice would be caught in my glare
And I'm loosing control

It's just it's not the right way
If there ever was one it may
simply Just fade away

So I'll be left right there
Fade my prayer
---

It was all just a night
Mr. Who knows who felt nice
And the heat was aronud
So much I could have drowned

Not with you in my head
Not with you on my bed
And I fucked it, ok
I trully hate your name

So I'll be left right there
Do not compare
I'm not ok

And There they go
and before my eyes you know
and I don't know what to do
And Im beeing such fool

And I trully did not care
And I bithched 'round I swear
And whoever loked nice would be caught in my glare
And I'm loosing control

It's just it's not the right way
If there ever was one it may
simply Just fade away

You took control over my brain
Now I'm waiting in vain
I lost my trin

It's just it's not the right way
If there ever was one it may
simply Just fade away

So I'll be left right there
falling through midair

And There they go
and before my eyes you know
and I don't know what to do
And Im beeing such fool

And I trully did not care
And I bithched 'round I swear
And whoever loked nice would be caught in my glare
And I'm loosing control

And There they go
and before my eyes you know
and I don't know what to do
And Im beeing such fool

And I trully did not care
And I bithched 'round I swear
And whoever loked nice would be caught in my glare
And I'm loosing control

And There they go
and before my eyes you know
and I don't know what to do
And Im beeing such fool

And I trully did not care
And I bithched 'round I swear
And whoever loked nice would be caught in my glare
And I'm loosing control

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